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Pressent time. Late on a Saturday night.
We were on our way home. After dinner and a movie. Unfortunately I took the back way home. Passing along a wooded section of country road. There was jeep siting on the side next to the woods line. It catches my wife’s attention.
“ Honey isn’t that Ron’s Jeep? “ She asks me.
“ Ron??? “ I ask her back.
“ You know...Brooke’s boyfriend. “
I then growl with anger.
“ Don’t you think it’s time. You have that talk with that young man? “
“ What talk is that Dear? “
“ You know...That talk Daddy had with you. That time he was cleaning his guns? “ She asked me.
“ You mean the one when he said?
Why buy the cow?...When you can get the milk for free? “
“ Yeah...That one. “
I then got an instant headache. Thinking back on the conversation I had with him decades ago.
“ I’m worried about Brooke. “ She said.
I glanced over at her. And could see the gears turning in her head.
We pull in to the driveway. I hit the button on the garage door opener. The door goes up. I drive our SUV inside and park.
And all of a sudden there’s this flurry of activity above us. Stomping and running. Along with doors slamming.
“ You hear that? “ She asked me.
“ No Dear I didn’t. “ But of course I did. And I was going to ignore it. The less I know the happier I am.
But that kind of thinking doesn’t fly with Misty. She’s on high alert in Mom mode.
She gets out of the SUV and walks out the garage door, and peeks around the corner of the house. To see some naked young stud, running through the back yard, toward the woods.
Luckily for me. She kept that to herself. But she walks through the grass along the back of the house. And looks up at Brooke’s bedroom window. Her light was out. But it was obvious that the screen was gone. On the ground was a few cigarette butts. Misty picks one of them up. And puts it in her purse.
I go in the kitchen. And get a couple of Tylenol PM’s. And chase them down with a beer.
Misty goes straight to Brooke’s bedroom door. She stands there looking like a true slut in her little sheer black dress and her fuck me heels. She knocks on Brooke’s door.
“ Are you Okay in there??? “ She yells through the door.
“ Yeah Mom I’m fine! “
“ Lighten up on her Babe!...She is 19 you know! “ I tell her.
She gives me a pissed off look.
Before coming home I had a nice boner building. I wanted to bring my wife home and have a good fuck. But after all this. My cock shrunk down to nothing. Guess I should have taken her to a motel.
Monday morning.
I was off to work early as usual.
Misty fixed Brooke he Pop tart. And juice. She laid the cigarette butt next to the Pop tart.
Brooke comes in and sees it. She pretends that she doesn’t as she reached for the Pop tart.
“ Have you been smoking again? “ Misty asks her directly.
“ No Mom! “
“ I found that under your bedroom window! “
“ I don’t who that belongs to! “ She appears nervous and defensive. And possibly rebellious.
“ You know smoking is bad for you! After all I should know! “
“ I know!...I Know!...Just calm down Mother! “
Brooke’s wearing a flannel shirt, that’s unbuttoned. Misty walks over to her and opens the shirt. Under it she’s wearing a skimpy little top. That shows off her navel.
“ Don’t you think that’s a little revealing for school? “
“ But Mom! “
“ And I bought you those heels for graduation!...You look like a slut! “
“ But Mom!...You! “ Misty throws her hand up. Stopping her daughter in her tracks.
“ Don’t do as I do!...Or did!...Do as I say do!...Go change! “
“ There’s no time! “ They hear the bus approaching.
Brooke grabs up Her things.
“ Have you cleaned your room yet?”
“ No!...But I will!...You stay out of my room! “ She turns toward the door. Misty then kicks her right in the ass.
“ You better straighten your ass up!” Misty yells at her.
Brooke storms out the door.
Misty collapses at the kitchen table. She takes a hand full of nerve pills.
“ Damit!...She’s just like me! “ She try’s to calm down.
Later on that week.
Misty goes in to Brooke’s room. She hauls out the dirty clothes. And straightens things up. And dusts the furniture. She opened up her lamp table drawer. And finds a box of condemns. Along with the pack of cigarettes.
“ Damit Brooke! “ Misty had been trying to quit smoking. But in a moment of weakness. She takes one out of the pack and fired it up. She inhaled the strong Marlboro red in deeply. And exhaled the smoke up in to the sky.
“ Why me Lord???....Why me? “ She asks. And gets no answer.
She takes one more draw from the cigarette. And flicked it out the open window. Then gets the vacuum cleaner. And starts vacuuming Brooke’s room. As she runs it under the bed. It sucks up something big.
“ WTF???? “ Pulling it out. She reached down and pulled a white pair of boys briefs. From the end of the vacuum.
“ God Damit Brooke!...I knew it! “
She shakes her head with the underwear in her hand.
She sits on to the bed and sighed. Holding the underwear in her hands. She raised them up to her nose and sniffed them. Taking in the raw odor of a sweaty young cock. And instantly my wife was turned on.
She took the underwear back to our room. She stripped off her sweat pants and full back panties. And got her dildo. And laid back on the bed. She was so Fucking wet. She couldn’t stand herself. As she worked the dildo at a feverish pace. Thinking back to all the boys. The parties and most of all the gang bangs. That she was in. When she was Brooke’s age. Oh how she needed to be fucked. She missed being a Fucking slut.
She finally comes and comes hard. Harder than she had in years.
As she lay there in her own sweat and juices. She felt as if she was being torn apart. On one hand she felt she needed to be a responsible Mom. But on the other. She wanted to be a total slut.
One thing was for certain. She holds the underwear up again and smiles. Ron was for sure going to get confronted about this. The question was though. What mode Misty would be in, when there paths cross again.
We were on our way home. After dinner and a movie. Unfortunately I took the back way home. Passing along a wooded section of country road. There was jeep siting on the side next to the woods line. It catches my wife’s attention.
“ Honey isn’t that Ron’s Jeep? “ She asks me.
“ Ron??? “ I ask her back.
“ You know...Brooke’s boyfriend. “
I then growl with anger.
“ Don’t you think it’s time. You have that talk with that young man? “
“ What talk is that Dear? “
“ You know...That talk Daddy had with you. That time he was cleaning his guns? “ She asked me.
“ You mean the one when he said?
Why buy the cow?...When you can get the milk for free? “
“ Yeah...That one. “
I then got an instant headache. Thinking back on the conversation I had with him decades ago.
“ I’m worried about Brooke. “ She said.
I glanced over at her. And could see the gears turning in her head.
We pull in to the driveway. I hit the button on the garage door opener. The door goes up. I drive our SUV inside and park.
And all of a sudden there’s this flurry of activity above us. Stomping and running. Along with doors slamming.
“ You hear that? “ She asked me.
“ No Dear I didn’t. “ But of course I did. And I was going to ignore it. The less I know the happier I am.
But that kind of thinking doesn’t fly with Misty. She’s on high alert in Mom mode.
She gets out of the SUV and walks out the garage door, and peeks around the corner of the house. To see some naked young stud, running through the back yard, toward the woods.
Luckily for me. She kept that to herself. But she walks through the grass along the back of the house. And looks up at Brooke’s bedroom window. Her light was out. But it was obvious that the screen was gone. On the ground was a few cigarette butts. Misty picks one of them up. And puts it in her purse.
I go in the kitchen. And get a couple of Tylenol PM’s. And chase them down with a beer.
Misty goes straight to Brooke’s bedroom door. She stands there looking like a true slut in her little sheer black dress and her fuck me heels. She knocks on Brooke’s door.
“ Are you Okay in there??? “ She yells through the door.
“ Yeah Mom I’m fine! “
“ Lighten up on her Babe!...She is 19 you know! “ I tell her.
She gives me a pissed off look.
Before coming home I had a nice boner building. I wanted to bring my wife home and have a good fuck. But after all this. My cock shrunk down to nothing. Guess I should have taken her to a motel.
Monday morning.
I was off to work early as usual.
Misty fixed Brooke he Pop tart. And juice. She laid the cigarette butt next to the Pop tart.
Brooke comes in and sees it. She pretends that she doesn’t as she reached for the Pop tart.
“ Have you been smoking again? “ Misty asks her directly.
“ No Mom! “
“ I found that under your bedroom window! “
“ I don’t who that belongs to! “ She appears nervous and defensive. And possibly rebellious.
“ You know smoking is bad for you! After all I should know! “
“ I know!...I Know!...Just calm down Mother! “
Brooke’s wearing a flannel shirt, that’s unbuttoned. Misty walks over to her and opens the shirt. Under it she’s wearing a skimpy little top. That shows off her navel.
“ Don’t you think that’s a little revealing for school? “
“ But Mom! “
“ And I bought you those heels for graduation!...You look like a slut! “
“ But Mom!...You! “ Misty throws her hand up. Stopping her daughter in her tracks.
“ Don’t do as I do!...Or did!...Do as I say do!...Go change! “
“ There’s no time! “ They hear the bus approaching.
Brooke grabs up Her things.
“ Have you cleaned your room yet?”
“ No!...But I will!...You stay out of my room! “ She turns toward the door. Misty then kicks her right in the ass.
“ You better straighten your ass up!” Misty yells at her.
Brooke storms out the door.
Misty collapses at the kitchen table. She takes a hand full of nerve pills.
“ Damit!...She’s just like me! “ She try’s to calm down.
Later on that week.
Misty goes in to Brooke’s room. She hauls out the dirty clothes. And straightens things up. And dusts the furniture. She opened up her lamp table drawer. And finds a box of condemns. Along with the pack of cigarettes.
“ Damit Brooke! “ Misty had been trying to quit smoking. But in a moment of weakness. She takes one out of the pack and fired it up. She inhaled the strong Marlboro red in deeply. And exhaled the smoke up in to the sky.
“ Why me Lord???....Why me? “ She asks. And gets no answer.
She takes one more draw from the cigarette. And flicked it out the open window. Then gets the vacuum cleaner. And starts vacuuming Brooke’s room. As she runs it under the bed. It sucks up something big.
“ WTF???? “ Pulling it out. She reached down and pulled a white pair of boys briefs. From the end of the vacuum.
“ God Damit Brooke!...I knew it! “
She shakes her head with the underwear in her hand.
She sits on to the bed and sighed. Holding the underwear in her hands. She raised them up to her nose and sniffed them. Taking in the raw odor of a sweaty young cock. And instantly my wife was turned on.
She took the underwear back to our room. She stripped off her sweat pants and full back panties. And got her dildo. And laid back on the bed. She was so Fucking wet. She couldn’t stand herself. As she worked the dildo at a feverish pace. Thinking back to all the boys. The parties and most of all the gang bangs. That she was in. When she was Brooke’s age. Oh how she needed to be fucked. She missed being a Fucking slut.
She finally comes and comes hard. Harder than she had in years.
As she lay there in her own sweat and juices. She felt as if she was being torn apart. On one hand she felt she needed to be a responsible Mom. But on the other. She wanted to be a total slut.
One thing was for certain. She holds the underwear up again and smiles. Ron was for sure going to get confronted about this. The question was though. What mode Misty would be in, when there paths cross again.